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...appeared in a single Warner Bros. cartoon, One Froggy Evening, back in 1955. He would burst into exuberant renditions of The Michigan Rag and I'm Just Wild About Harry for his delighted owner. But the minute anyone else showed up, all the frog could emit was a feeble croak, driving his owner from dreams of instant wealth to the brink of insanity. The cartoon is not exactly an uplifting parable for a company on the verge of a new venture, but this week the frog will be reincarnated as the on- air mascot for Warner's entry in what...
...Gene Duncan goes to unwind. It sits at the junction of two canals, where a stand of willows and pond-apple trees provides a bit of shade. When Duncan, a water- quality expert working for the local Indian tribe, cuts the engine of his airboat, he can hear bullfrogs croak from the water lilies and the tails of - Florida garfish slap the water with a noise like popcorn popping. A pair of white ibis watch warily as alligators -- half a dozen of them -- drift toward the boat, lured by a man-made gulping sound that Duncan calls an alligator distress...
...California, Ohio and New Jersey on June 2. He must also woo the 772 "super delegates" -- party and elected officials -- whose support he will need to secure the nomination. On doctor's orders, Clinton repaired to Arkansas at week's end to rest, his voice reduced to a croak. By the end of the New York campaign he was ) exhausted. So were the voters. (See related story on page...
There was no hope, and he knew it. As sheer terror turned his voice into a strangulated croak, the sound of mocking laughter joined the catcalls. The last and most feared of the Apollo's resident indignities was but seconds away...
...qualities that hit a visitor most forcibly on arrival in Cuba are its beauty and its buoyancy: the crooked streets and sunlit Spanish courtyards of Old Havana; the chrome-polished 1953 Chevrolets that croak along tree-lined streets past faded but still gracious homes of lemon yellow, orange and sky blue; the warm breeze that comes off the sea at night. In contrast to the gray functionalism of other Communist countries, Cuba is, after all, a decidedly Caribbean island of gaiety and light. On balmy nights, the sound of rumbas pulses through Coppelia, the central park, where brightly dressed teenagers...